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Husk was about ready to start ripping out his fur in worry when he had to dive across the bar to answer the call. He spared Angel’s name the barest glance before he cradled the phone to his ear.
“Angel?”
There was silence for a few seconds, then some quiet shuffling. Husk wondered briefly if he’d accidentally dialled out on his way back or something. But then he heard a barely audible whimper and felt his heart fall into his stomach. It sounded pained. Scared. Clearly Angel, but not a sound that he’d ever heard him make before no matter how beaten up he was.
He waited a few more beats, heard another shuddering breath, and tightened his grip on the phone so much he heard it creak.
“Angel, baby. I’m gonna need you to say something.”
For another terrible second there was still no response, though he heard what sounded like a body hitting the ground. He wasn’t sure whether the broken laugh that came down the phone next was reassuring or sickening.
“Sorry, Whiskers. I’ve just…” Angel cut himself off with a spatter of painful sounding coughs, “I’ve uh…had a bad night.”
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Or, Husk gets a call for help from Angel and drops everything to help him (Because they’re in love, Your honor!)Bookmarked by cyfwaSMILE
05 Jan 2026
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“What do you mean?” Angel questions, his voice coming out sharper than he intends. If Alastor is cowed, he doesn’t show it, humming and shrugging.
“I mean that what happened is no fault of your own, of course,” Alastor replies. “It’s not as if you asked politely to be hypnotized and unwittingly spy on everyone you call a friend, invading the place you thought was your sanctuary.”
After everything settles down at the hotel, Angel and Alastor have a talk about what they both experienced at Vox's hand.
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02 Jan 2026
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Angel’s stopped counting his drinks. He’d started the night off with the highest proof cocktail on the menu and since then he hasn’t slowed his pace. Clubbing with Val’s like riding a bike—the faster you fall into it, the safer the ride. And if his heart keeps catching every time a sinner with a fuzzy face walks past, that just means he’s not as far gone yet as he needs to be.
Alastor and Valentino have a friendly chat about a mutual acquaintance. Angel Dust is there too.
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02 Jan 2026
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and around every corner is the same night on repeat by highfemmeicequeen
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
17 Dec 2025
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He’d sold off his limbs and his skin and his heart, packaged piecemeal for the public. Val got everything else, scraps of misery and love bundled together until he forgot how to tell the difference between the two.
His mind is the only thing he has left.
or: Angel Dust is in his dressing room, or a bathroom, or an office, or a motel, and it was always going to happen this way.
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02 Jan 2026
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Angel has always been dissociating. He never paid attention to it. Lately, though, his dissociation episodes became a lot more frequent. He tries not to care.
He often examines his body. It's covered in blood and electrical burns. Angel can't help but grow more and more
scaredconcerned every time he comes back home, not remembering where he's been all day.Thankfully, he has Husk with his beautiful, golden eyes, and soft, gentle touches, scaring away the guilt jarring Angel's insides.
In spite of himself, Angel anxiously wonders. What will he do when he no longer deserves someone as kind as Husk?
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OR: Every time Vox canonically interrogates (hurts) Angel and every time Husk comforts him after that (but it's one time too few).
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01 Jan 2026